I've often wondered, since I was little, how come I felt sad during Sundays (maybe because it's Monday the next day?)- well, sad is a strong word, maybe melancholic. It was a feeling that until now I still feel, that despite accomplishments, blessings, and growth, that somehow there is still no contentment, and the yearning still persists.
A few weeks ago while I was hearing Sunday mass, they sang a beautiful song during communion which hit home that at some point I thought, they were singing to me/ about my life. The song asked:
"What have we to offer that does not fade or wither?"
..."When will you cease running in search of hollow meaning?
Can the world ever satisfy the emptiness in our hearts? In vain, we deny."
Usually I'm not this sappy and sentimental, but the words really rang true. For most of my twenties, I was kind of lost, searching for the next thing that would bring me happiness. I've traveled to many places, thought money would bring comfort and joy, but little did I know that happiness and contentment are daily struggles. Finding meaning in our lives means taking risks and helping people you love, going though life's adversities together, and learning to let go and surrender everything to God.
I just wanted to share the song (sang by Bukas Palad), about man's yearning which can only be satisfied by God. It's as soothing and as beautiful as a sunrise...